PFC KEVIN LLOYD DAY

Carl Burgess
Fellow Vietnam Vet
You are not forgotten. God Love You.
Feb 13, 2012

Randy Thayer
RANDYTHAYER@YAHOO.COM
Family Friend
8914 Cattaraguas Palms CALIFORNIA 90034 USA
We Remember You
Kevin was best friends with my big brother Terry. He was a big guy, like Hoss Cartwright on BONANZA, and he was always nice to me even though I was the little guy. He had a good sense of humor and one time he rolled up the electric window in the car on my brothers arm and we sat in the car and laughed as Terry struggled to get loose. Kevin was a motherless child, spent a lot of time at our house because he had a rocky home life, alcoholic Irish father who beat him. He showed up many times at our house with his nose broken and bloodied up. Mom would clean him up, tend to him the best she could. Here's some irony: Kevin's dad used the money from the Marine Corps after his son's death to buy a car. He was killed a few days later in the car when it rolled over in a freak accident. G-d bless you, Kevin. I will always remember you with love. -Randy
Sep 12, 2011

Robert Lopez
ppddispatchdl@ci.petersburg.ak.us
Fellow Marine & Vietnam Veteran
Petersburg, Alaska
Saepe Expertus, Semper Fidelis, Fratres Aeterni...
Often Tested, Always Faithful, Brothers Forever...
Jan 6, 2011

Fellow Marine
Well done Marine, rest in peace
The time, you won your town, the race, We chaired you, through the market-place, Man and boy, stood cheering by, And home, we brought you shoulder-high. To-day, the road all runners come, Shoulder-high we bring you, home, And set you, at your threshold down Townsman, of a stiller, town. Smart lad, to slip betimes away, From fields, where glory does not stay. And early though, the laurel grows, It withers quicker, than the rose. Eyes, the shady night has shut, Cannot see the record cut. And silence, sounds, no worse than cheers, After earth has, stopped the ears: Now you, will not swell, the rout Of lads, that wore their honours out, Runners, whom renown outran And the name, died, before the man. So set, before it�s echoes fade, The fleet foot, on the sill of shade. And hold, to the low lintel up, The still-defended, challenge-cup. And round, that early-laurelled, head, Will flock, to gaze, the strengthless dead. And find unwithered, on it�s curls, The garland briefer, than a girl�s. A.E. Housman, "Don't be afraid, I've redeemed you. I've called your name. You're mine.
Isaiah 43:1 (REN)
Semper Fi!
Feb 13, 2008

manny g
Fellow Veteran 69-70 An Khe
Union Gap, WA. 98903
�You are Remembered�
Peace and condolence, to the family and friends. �He which hath no stomach, to this fight, let him depart. But we in it, shall be remembered. We few, we happy few, we band of brothers!! For he today, that sheds his blood with me, shall always be my brother.� Rest in peace brave soldier, you have not been forgotten. (W.Shakespeare) May God Bless you, for your Sacrifice!!!
Jan 6, 2008

STEVE R. LARA
stevelara@uswest.net
went through, boot camp together
1717, Chamisa Road, NE., Rio Rancho, NM., 87124, USA
WENT THROUGH BOOT CAMP TOGETHER, IN PLATOON 1048, 1ST, RECRUIT, TRAINING BATTALION, AT MCRD., SAN DIEGO. CONSIDERED HIM, TO BE, A GOOD MARINE AND A FINE, PERSON.
Friday, June 02, 2000

Grateful American
Fellow, San Diegan
American Hero
Thank you, PFC., Day, for your ultimate, sacrifice. Rest well, Marine and rest assured, that you, Sir, are not forgotten.
Sunday, February 13, 2005

William Hardy
Was in boot, camp, with Kevin. He was, a tall, stocky, Red-headed Marine, with a classic, recruiting, poster look. A good friend.
Friday, May 04, 2001